i have been
callus worn, and callus
wrapped. i have worn
calluses
around me,
and seedlike,
dreamless,
slept.
Oh wind, oh breath--
oh quick thrill in
every spiracle--
invaded, i am giddy.
Terrified.
i knew you in the trembling
in my roots--
You In This World Are Sweet:
Let me, windwhipped
(Today is bright) -- i pray
windwhipped and damp
believe
and through leaves
pierced and
tender, breathe
Monday, September 26, 2011
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